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It was the first snow of the season
i can almost see you breathin in the middle of that empty street Sometimes i still see myself in that lonesome bedroom playin my guitar and singing songs of hope for a better future life is only as good as the memories we make and i'm taking back what belongs to me polaroids of classrooms unattended these relics of remembrence are just like shipwrecks only theyre gone faster than the smell after it rains last night while everyone was sleepin i tripped through my old neighborhood and resurrected memories from ashes we said that we would never we were really just like them does rebellion ever make a difference life is only as good as the memories we make and im taking back what belongs to me these relics of remembrence are just like shipwrecks only theyre gone faster than the smell after it rains So long astoria i found a map to buried treasure and even if we come home empty handed well still have our stories of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts, broken bones, and all the best of friendships and when this hourglass has filtered out its final grain of sand i raise my glass to the memories we had this is my wish this is my wish im takin back im takin them all back |
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On this coldest of January nights We drive out past the runway and watch the planes go flying by The runway lights are the deepest blue like the colors of your eyes So close them tight and kiss me one last time If you could go anywhere right now Where would you go? And would you miss me when you get there? No place that I would rather be Please don't let me go falling from the sky The ""fasten seatbelt"" sign just needs to go out If only you could be right here by my side Home wouldn't seem so far from here Passport, customs, carry on, remember To shut off all of your electronic devices Fell asleep on Tuesday woke up Monday afternoon I slept right through your International Date Line If you could go anywhere right now Where would you go? And would you miss me when you get there? No place that I would rather be Please don't let me go falling from the sky The ""fasten seatbelt"" sign just needs to go out If only you could be right here by my side Home wouldn't seem so far from here Please don't let me go falling from the sky The ""fasten seatbelt"" sign just needs to go out If only you could be right here by my side Home wouldn't seem so far from here |
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Here in this diary,
I write you visions of my summer. It was the best I ever had. There were choruses and sing-alongs, and not a spoken feeling. I'm knowing that right now is all that matters. All the nights we stayed up talking and listening to 80's songs; quoting lines from all those movies that we love. It still brings a smile to my face. I guess when it comes down to it... Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up: These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart and eventually you'll finally get it right. Breaking into hotel swimming pools, and wreaking havoc on our world. Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time. The black top's singing me to sleep. Lighting fireworks in parking lots, illuminate the blackest nights. Cherry cokes under this moonlight summer sky. 2015 Riverside, it's time to say, "goodbye." Get on the bus, it's time to go. Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up: These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart, and eventually you'll finally get it right. |
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got your letter and the poetry you sent me
postmarked in december of last year i really hope you're doing better all your friends close by your side one step closer to recovery i wish there was something i could say to erase each and every page you've been through even though its not my place to save you i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note thats sealed with your last breath and i won't stand aside and listen to you give up if you'll just hold on for one more second just hold on to what you have just hold on/ just hold on if you'll just hold on for one more second just hold on to what you have just hold on/ just hold on these arms remain stretched out to you maybe someday you'll accept them maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that slowly stopped beating (maybe) wake up wake up you've gotta believe wake up wake up you cant give up time keeps going on without us long after we're dead and gone i wish there was something i could say to erase each and every page you've been through even though its not my place to save you i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note thats sealed with your last breath and i won't stand aside and listen to you give up if you'll just hold on for one more second just hold on to what you have just hold on/ just hold on if you'll just hold on for one more second just hold on to what you have just hold on/ just hold on |
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If i died tomorrow
would this song live on forever? and here is my unopened letter to a world that never shall reply if i died tomorrow would this song live on forever? and here is my unopened letter to a world that never shall reply never shall reply from this second story window i can hear the church balls calling out my name this table is set for one even angels would be homesick in this forsaken town on random notes of parchment i'm scrawling my existence dressed in white this candle radiates throughout the night and it's never burning out never burning out from this second story window i can hear the children down on main street they're singing their songs tonight in the shadows i will listen to their every movement Mr. Higginson am i not good enough for the world? am i destined only to die the same way that i lived, its seclusion? but high up on this mountain i can almost see your lonely window sill they'll carry you off tonight there's a ghost in your old bedroom and a candle burning bright if i die tomorrow will this song live on forever? |
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Our last day of summer, 1979 Gotta live it up one time before it's over We will make history tonight. Out at the drive-in All of our closest friends, they will be sneaking in You'll be spending the whole night Trying eveything you can to get that girl to notice you. ""We Are the Champions"" playing out on the radio station Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation. Cruisin' down Pacific Coast Highway, Put the top down, crawl into the back seat. Let's create anthems of our own tonight. Down at the roller rink, All the cool kids crowded around the air hockey table. ""Hey, my best friend likes you,"" I hear you shout at me as you go skating by. ""We Are the Champions"" playing out on the radio station Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation. Cruisin' down Pacific Coast Highway, Put the top down, crawl into the back seat. Let's create anthems of our own tonight. Sneak out of your window, darlin' Let's live like outlaws, honey We'll never look back. Climb out on this rooftop, And stare at the city lights below us This world belongs to us tonight The kids will keep ragin' on- And they ain't never gonna stop. ""We Are the Champions"" playing out on the radio station Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation. Cruisin' down Pacific Coast Highway, Put the top down, crawl into the back seat. Let's create anthems of our own tonight. |
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is this how it was intended???
the sunrise over smokestacks in the Midwest the beauty of this abandoned factory. Christmas lights blinking on and off all out of time in what used to be your pink house dreams of a middle class America.i'm trying to, beleive in you but all these satellites and shattered dreams are blocking out my veiw. please don't forget, who you really are, cause nothing really matters when we're gone.fell in love with his Keno waitress, the honeymooned in Memphis, they were married by the drive-up window. Trailor parks, neon signs, and an empty box of Lucky Strikes all used up on the dashboard of America,i'm trying to, beleive in you this world has sold it's faith for parking lots and drunk sincerity, please don't forget who you really are, nothing really matters when we'reyou'll be saddened to know the train tracks you once walked, as a young boy, are now nothing but a grave yard.please don't forget, how small we really are, cuz nothing really matters when we're gone... i'm trying to beleive in you. |
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meet me at midnight the broadcast tower high above the hollywood sign you bring your guitair and i'll bring my radio... radio everyone look up for miles around to witness this beautiful sight we'll set bonfires, pretend it's the fourth of july this is the starting of a brand new revolution bite the hand that feeds stand up and fight against the messages that they're sending stop their frequency you're always talking it's neverending i's about time that we turned off the radio call the request lines and tell them that it's over you're always playing all of the same songs over and over again it's about time that we all turned off the radio we'll listen to b-sides and sing along to anthems of the years gone by integrity and honesty will prevail tonight when it's all over one question still remains why so so many bands never make it to the radio? this is the starting of a brand new revolution bite the hand that feeds stand up and fight against the messages that they're sending stop their frequency you're always talking it's neverending it's about time that we turned off the radio call the request lines and tell them that it's over you're always playing all of the same songs over and over again it's about time that we all turned off the radio look outside your FM dial they're preaching lies in 4/4 time our generation without a voice is stripped of pride you're always talking it's neverending it's about time that we turned off the radio call the request lines and tell them that it's over you're always playing all of the same songs over and over again it's about time that we all turned off the radio you're always talking it's about time that we all turned off the radio you're always playing all of the same songs it's about time that we all turned off the radio |
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30th of April, seems like yesterday. We bought a house above the ocean where our kids could laugh and play. I called you from Paris to tell you that I wrote our names on the observation deck of the Eiffel Tower. Remember those nights, playing """"Summer wind"""" on the juke box of the bar we used to go. We made out in the bathroom and you walked me to my house, I tried to convince you not to go home. If only i had more time, I'd take you where you wanted to go. Italy isn't the same without you here. If only I had one wish, I'd want a million tillion lifetimes that I could spend with you... Fall in love with you again and again. 1st of November, 1998. I was thinking of what to say when I could call. Denice come over to my house, cuz you're the one for me. We'll drink cheap wine and watch more shooting stars. Remember our first apartment? Our couch was never big enough for two. Still, we'd fall asleep in eachother's arms and wake up on the floor. Now looking back it was made for me and you. If only I had more time, I'd take you where you wanted to go. Japan is really nice this time of year. If only I had one wish, I'd want a million trillion lifetimes that I could spend with you... Fall in love with you again and again. |
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